I really have no interest in Ms Bruni's smouldering, come-hither eyes, kinky boots, that pale expanse of delicious thigh or her perfect figure. I am, in fact, concentrating on her guitar.
Regards,
Billy Potts.
Wednesday, 8 April 2009
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You always did like a bit of fretwork.
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